It's always interesting, never the same twice, and just a great way to spend a Sunday.
Most of the canal residents live in accomodation like these:
Even with what seems to be nothing - they take great care and pride of their homes.
The first village we stopped in had a school. This school teaches ONE HUNDRED AND FOURTY elementary school kids.
I couldn't resist taking a picture of these lucky boys that had toy trucks to play with. I made sure to put some candy for them inside the back of their truck.
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These little girls sure know how to shake it!!
Do you think this little boy has seen his sisters perform this dance a few too many times?
His thought bubble would read something like: GEEZZZ, This is SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO boring.....when can we go home already?!?!?!!
Watching those dancers was hard work.... someone had the great idea to buy them each (including the annoyed little bros) a bottle of cold Coke.
Unfortunately....I throw like a girl.... and the ball landed about three feet from the boat...in the middle of the canal.
Fortunately - there were two brave little guys that went swimming (wayyyy over their heads!!) to get the ball!!
Look closely on the top of the stick - each time a zebu is sacrificed, his head is placed on the stick (and I'm pretty sure they don't refer to it as a "stick")..
After the second village, we all got back on the boat and headed back into town. But not before a lot more smiles and waves from smaller villages we passed.
Not sure what will be up next....